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by Monica Rodriguez Apr 18, 2006 category : Life, society / other
Two hours to visit and each other we can't touch only two hours, that isn't enough. I need more time for me to say what I feel inside every day. All day and night, I feel sad and blue, It's been two months that I haven't held you. I can't hold you and I'm going insane, seeing you behind that glass is causing me pain. It hurts so much and there's nothing I can do, Just sit here and wait until your sentence is through. But it's almost time for you to come home, It'll be nice not to talk through this phone. No more phones, no glass in the way, I can finally love on you all night and all day.